This weekend an older relative had a mental breakdown because he learned everyone knew he was using scalp concealers. Shit you basically paint or cropdust on your head to hide thinning hair. Frankly it works great if you still have considerable hair over the balding area. But he doesn't.So far not that interesting. The catch is he's been using this for probably 10 years and absolutely everyone knew. When someone new met him, they'd frequently ask "Uh, what's up with Anon's head?" and it's certain those who didn't ask simply didn't feel comfortable doing so. And Anon finally found out that we all not only knew about it, but that everyone who meets him instantly locks in on it. He's an incel so I can believe he genuinely didn't know. If you have a growth on your face, no one but family or a partner is going to ask "WTF is going on there".Anyway, guess why this reminded me of "everyone notices but doesn't say anything so I'm gonna convince myself they really haven't noticed." :(
Used to flex a flower, now the stem just bare,Mirror of the Onion got me caught in a stare.Wind blow cold where the leaf once waved,Now the sunlight hits raw, unshaded, unbraved.Sprouted in the soil with the squad all plush,Now I’m the stem-head vet, no green blush.White Pikmin laughin’, petals like crowns,But I’m lookin’ like a bulb when the lights go down.Red Pikmin pride, but my top gone thin,Nectar drip slow, I can’t grow it again.Blue Pikmin say chill, “Yo, it’s part of the plan,”But they don’t know drought when it hits a stem, man.I tried root tonics, I tried that sap,Heard the Onion hum—false hope in a trap.Olimar said “march,” I said “bro, I’m tired,”Can’t photosynthesize with my sunlight expired.Still I stand strong in the mist and decay,Every bald dome glisten like a relic in clay.My scars spell wisdom, my bulb got grit,Every fallen petal wrote a verse legit.See, young sprouts chase nectar for glow,But real power come from the dirt below.Yeah, I’m leafless, but I breathe resilience,Proof that a Pikmin can thrive past appearance.So salute to the stems who lost their green,Still pullin’ treasures through the cracks unseen.From the Onions to the caves, we endure, we adapt —Bald Pikmin pride, yo — still leadin’ the pack.
>>41481618don't know what you're talking about but this lil onion dude mogs me
>>41481543Damn bro, I feel that heavy. All the best to your relative. I've had similar occurences in the past too and I cringe when I think back to it. I think you should spend some time with your relative since you guys have similar struggles of having trouble fitting in with society's standard of conventional attractiveness (I'm not saying you're unattractive btw, I'm just going off of what you're saying).>>41481618AI slop
